mr_drew

Andrew
2002-08-26 15:56:02 (UTC)

The Reading Festival

I've just come back from one of the most eye opening and
enjoyable weekends of the whole of my life. I won't harp
on about every minute detail because, in all honesty I
don't think huge detailed paragraphs can justify the
experience. I'll do it a little something like this.

Favourite performances....most of them.

Weezer, Dashboard Confessional, Finch, Goldfinger, Feeder,
Andrew WK, NOFX etc. I can't remember them all.

Funniest moments: Laughing with Ben and Greg about Ben's
turtle head shits. *smiles* That was so, so funny. I was
in tears.

Looking for craig in the crowd on Neil and Phil's
shoulders: I nearly broke both their backs. *smirk* I
was bending over in laughter after I got dropped down.
Trying to find one person in a crowd of tens of thousands
is an impossible task even if you're the tallest person
there.

Being cooped up with Craig and Phil in our flooded, tiny
tent: The miserable look on Phil's face as our possessions
soaked up the puddles in our tent had me in stitches,
(although i don't think he found it all that funny at
first). When Craig burst out with "We're in a leaking,
tiny tent in the middle of Reading...and all our stuff is
being soaked!" we couldn't help but laugh.

The toilets: The queues were huge at some points, and,
well, the smell....it was the *worst*. 20 port-a-loo's
full of people's wee and poop, as you can imagine...stank
to high heaven. Just the thought of having to relieve
yourself there had me laughing.

A truck came to pump all the waste from them, and nearly
splashed 'water' over greg as it bumped past us. The guy
stuck his head from the window and shouted...

"That's only water mate!" and pointing to the huge
container at the back of the lorry, he added..."That's the
shit!" Haha.

The Bottle Fights: Every so often, fights of people
throwing plastic bottles ensued in the crowds. It could
start with one person throwing a bottle...but they soon
turned into nasty affairs...with hundreds of bottles going
up and landing on some unfortunate people. Some empty,
some filled up...some large, some not so large. The worst
had to be someone throwing a full can of beer. That *must*
have hurt. Amongst other things being thrown were bra's
and fruit! Heh.

Some of the acts getting bottles thrown at them were also
funny.

EVERYTHING: It was all funny. I was having too much fun
to think of the bad points...

Although...

...Anxiety. I couldn't go so far forward as I wanted to
for some bands in fear of being crushed. I felt that when
I got forward into the more concentrated parts of the crowd
that I couldn't control my breathing all too well, and I
felt panicky. The muscles in the upper parts of my back
began to sting...and I couldn't escape anywhere. Mostly,
though...I didn't let it affect me. =)

And...

Someone stole a bag of mine. Bastards. I didn't care
though. It made my load lighter to carry. =)

Other cool things.

Being with friends.
Eating nothing but junk food.
The whole campsite shouting 'bollocks!'
Camp fires
The freaky looking people
Supermarket toilets. =)
The people in general
The bands
The everything.

I had such a good time. I'm *gonna* go again some day
soon. Everything I've written here doesn't justify the fun
I had, and I've leart a lot about myself and other people.
I've probably missed loads out...but I'm on too much of a
high to care. I know the fun I had. =)

I can't wait until my photos come through...

That's all.

Andrew.




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